Chapter 6: Ghost Town (V)



The next morning, it was just dawn. Yingxue and Pug hadn't slept that night, and seeing Li Rushi sitting there doing something, they didn't bother him.

A day's plan begins in the morning. Morning is not only the beginning of the day, but also a good time to breathe and regulate your breath.

Li Rushi sat cross-legged on the bed, pinched the lotus seal with both hands, relaxed his whole body, and used the unique method of Tianyi Sect to continuously absorb the spiritual energy in the air.

It was really strange. When she first came to this era, she found that the spiritual energy in this world was thin, the Xuanmen was in decline, and daily cultivation was even more difficult. Now that she came to Yangjia Town, a place with such heavy resentment, how could there still be spiritual energy for her to use?

Although it was not a very pure spiritual energy, it was sufficient. After regulating his breathing for a while, Li Rushi felt his body warm, and the slight fatigue caused by not sleeping all night also dissipated.

This is a good sign, but I don't know where the spiritual energy comes from and how long it can last. Li Ru was silent. Many of her previous things, including her sword, were placed in the mustard seed space. If the spiritual energy is enough for her to open the mustard seed space, that would be the best.

After all, if you want to clear a dungeon, you will definitely have to fight against NPCs. Without a treasure bottle and talismans, if you only rely on force and talismans, I'm afraid that some fish will slip through the net?????

Also, her sword, wait a minute.

The sword was as white as snow, three feet long and five inches wide. She had polished it herself with Tianxing iron, and then tempered it with the incantations of the elders of Tianyi Sect. Finally, it became one of the seven swords. Her master personally named it: Wait a minute. He only hoped that Li Rushi would be more calm and slowly take on the responsibility of the head of the sect.

She had already done it a long time ago.

Sword cultivators always keep their swords with them. At that time, she had to break through to a higher realm and resist the thunder with her body. So she had to ignore Qie Manxing's dissatisfaction and put it back into the mustard seed space. Who would have thought that the mustard seed space could not be opened now.

I still miss you. When you are not around, I always feel like something is missing.

Before Li Rushi finished reminiscing about the past, there was a knock on the door of the paper figurine shop. The townspeople outside the door shouted, "Yang Le, it's your turn to take the sheep today. Where is the sheep? Where is the sheep...?"

After a night of fermentation, Yingxue and Parker also understood what the townspeople meant by sheep. The shadow last night left a great psychological shadow on Yingxue, so much so that she still trembled slightly when she heard the word sheep.

Li Rushi patted her shoulder soothingly, gave Pug a look, telling them not to act rashly, and then shouted, "The sheep is in my room, go in and get it."

For some reason, the person outside the door did not come in, but just hummed a ballad outside:

At the age of fifteen, I joined the army and was busy in the east and west of the river.

If it doesn't rain, every household will have no surplus food.

Ask the gods to issue orders, and there is a secret recipe for food

Live as a slave, die as a sheep

Meat is the key to success.

Don't be afraid of tigers in the west, nor wolves in the east

All the guests come in and open their mouths.

Life and death are not decided by man, eating without thinking

The tune of the ballad was mournful and mellow, and the person humming outside the door sounded intermittent, as if something was strangling the neck. To Yingxue and Pug, it was even more terrifying.

They didn't quite understand what the ballad said, but they could hear the terms "begging for food" and "mutton" clearly. The comments also started to appear quickly.

{Chinese horror is indeed yyds, I feel numb when listening to this ballad! }

{It sounds scary. How many people must have been eaten by Yangjia Town so far!}

{Am I the only one who noticed that Shield Brother directly let the NPC into the house? Shield Brother is really brave!}

Li Rushi doesn't care what is sung outside. It's just a gimmick or an important plot, which can be slowly unearthed.

She called out again, "Do you want to come in and get it? If you don't, there will be no sheep."

The babbling sound outside the door stopped for a few seconds. If Li Ru had X-ray vision, he would be able to see that the NPC outside the door had a confused look on his face.

Seeing that there was still no response from outside the door, Li Rushi had no choice but to ask Pagra to hold Yingxue, while he picked up the black shadow from last night. The three of them walked out of the paper figurine shop together.

Pug walked at the back and scratched his head in confusion. Why did he feel the paper figurine's lips moving? Maybe it was the wind, or an illusion.

Standing outside the door was a tall and thin figure with an ordinary face that could not be picked out from the crowd, holding a string of bells in his hand. The ordinary-looking NPC smiled when he saw Li Rushi carrying the shadow out.

Li Rushi placed the black shadow at the NPC's feet: "This is my sheep. I brought it to you."

The NPC didn't even look at it: "This is a dead sheep, we only want a live sheep."

Li Rushi waved his hand and said, "This is the only sheep. Take it or leave it." He then moved Yingxue behind him to prevent the NPC from looking at her.

Audience: He is so cool!

The man with an ordinary face chuckled: "Why is there nothing else?" He looked straight at Yingxue with a dead look: "Ewes are the most fragrant, especially ewes with lambs."

Yingxue couldn't breathe. Because she was beautiful in real life, she was often teased by the gangsters in school. Therefore, she was most afraid of other people's eyes on her for a long time. Seeing that the NPC's hand was about to grab her, Yingxue couldn't move and had no time to dodge. She closed her eyes and quietly waited for death to come.

I'm sorry, Mom. I really tried my best, but I just can't protect myself. Maybe I shouldn't live in this world...

However, the expected pain did not come, and Yingxue only heard the NPC's short and sharp voice: "My hand!"

The audience in the live broadcast room saw it clearly. It was an ordinary willow leaf. Some viewers with good memories even remembered that this tree grew next to the high platform where the Nuo opera was performed last night. But it was this thin willow leaf that was enough to cut off the arm of an adult man in an instant.

Li Ru was very confused: her willow leaves were always as fast as lightning and as light as the breeze. With enough speed and force, it should not hurt. Why did this NPC react so strongly?

The audience in the live broadcast room wanted to scold Yingxue. After all, it was a horror game, so why would you be afraid of NPCs? No audience liked to see players rushing to give themselves away. Of course, few players could easily pass through five levels and kill six generals. Most of them struggled in the dungeon.

But at this point they couldn't care less about that as all their attention was focused on the move Li Rushi had just made. Some people even recorded it and were waiting to watch the replay - it was rare to see an anchor with such agile skills.

The audience enjoyed watching the show, so they would naturally give tips to the anchor. Li Rushi watched helplessly as the number of viewers in his live broadcast room increased, almost breaking 10,000. Li Rushi was originally a young man with good looks, and he was very skilled, so he easily became the new husband of the audience.

Li Rushi thanked several viewers who had given tips, and then helped Yingxue, who had fallen to the ground in fright, up. Finally, he looked at the NPC with a broken arm.

Just now when the audience gave her tips and called her husband, she felt that her soul palace was absorbing spiritual energy again. The first time Li Rushi felt the spiritual energy was when the bullet comments gathered last night, and the second time was now. The timing of both times was so coincidental that it was hard not to be suspicious.

She had a guess - the higher the audience's attention value, the more spiritual energy she could obtain. If this continued for a long time, wouldn't she be able to open the mustard seed space and even use the sound transmission talisman to communicate with her fellow junior brothers and sisters?

I don't know if this idea can be realized. So why not give it a try? Anyway, if she wants to establish a sect, she needs disciples with good qualifications. If there are viewers in her live broadcast room who are willing to become disciples of Xuanmen, then she can save the trouble of looking for them.

So, how can we gain the audience’s attention?

Li Rushi thought of his sixth junior brother, Li Ruxing, who was young and handsome. Before he joined the sect, he named himself Renjianke. He was also a romantic man who loved beautiful women, fine wine and delicious food. According to him, in order to attract a beautiful woman, he must first show his strength.

Including but not limited to showing off, being a hero saving a beauty, anyway, just lean towards the king, and then you can relax your attention on the beauty. This is called playing hard to get. You can attract the beauty's interest, get to know her in depth, and then after spending some time together, you can express your feelings. At this time, the beauty has already fallen in love with you, and you can get it as soon as you open your mouth.

Although she didn't understand these, she felt that what Sixth Junior Brother said made sense. So gaining the audience's attention should be similar to gaining the attention of a beauty.

The first step is to show your strength. If you can be cool, then show it more. When you are free, tell them about the difficulty of these copies, the origin of the NPC, the cause of death, etc., and that should be enough.

The second step is to play hard to get and maintain a cool image, allowing the audience to appreciate the demeanor of the 64th generation leader of the Tianyi Sect.

The third step is to state your purpose and your intentions. If any audience members ask, tell them that Tianyi Sect is recruiting new disciples, and then they will definitely be willing to come.

Very good, that’s decided.

The audience has actually become accustomed to Shield Brother's cool image. After all, he is really good at it. People will of course respect the strong. Unexpectedly, Li Rushi spoke first.

"Everyone can take a look at this NPC. When his arm was cut off, there was no blood spurting out, proving that he was not alive. Looking at the corpse spots on his hands and feet, it can be seen that he has been dead for at least three months. I don't know why he hasn't started to rot yet."

{So that's how it is. I wouldn't have noticed it if Shield hadn't told me!}

{Brother Shield’s explanation today was so gentle!}

{Brother Shield has finally paid attention to our live studio, and it has finally started operating. Congratulations!}

Viewer A Yuan couldn't wake up and sent a rocket to the host Xuan Zhi!

The audience loves to eat cabbage and sent a hundred roses to the anchor Xuan Zhi!

Yingxue and Pug watched as Li Rushi said just a few words and players gave him gifts. A rocket cost one thousand dollars, and a rose cost ten dollars. It was too easy to make money!

Li Rushi read out the ID of the audience who gave gifts to express his gratitude, and then performed a basic sect-level bow: "In the future, when we clear dungeons, we will provide scientific explanations. The audience who gave gifts should do so according to their ability. Thank you for your support!"

The young man was tall and straight, with clear eyes and eyebrows. He saluted the audience solemnly and spoke to them in a gentle voice. Who could resist this?

The audience in the live broadcast room immediately started giving gifts, and in an instant roses and rockets exploded on the screen.


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